Yesterday, I ran longer and farther than I ever have before: 7k / 4.35 miles / 68 minutes. I had signed up for an event, but couldn't make it, so I decided to rub the course on my own, despite not really having trained for it. To add insult to injury, I decided the best way to get to the route was to bike there. It's only 5 miles round trip, but still.
I survived. I'm not even that sore today.
On my way home, I passed through my old neighborhood and the block I started running around. When I started, just being able to run long enough to circle that block was a huge deal.
What I've learned? I'm capable of much more than I realize or give myself credit for. I'm stronger than I imagined.
I may be slow, but I'm lapping everyone on the couch.
